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    Nobis Pacem Chapter 1

    Story written on February 20, 2015 by skydancer.
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    “Right there, baby, grind on me, fuck me harder … don’t stop … don’t –“ Chris was shouting now. We both groaned aloud when our clits caught and rubbed against each other once we’d gotten to a certain angle. As if obeying an unspoken signal, we rubbed against each other as hard as we could

    “Right there, baby, grind on me, fuck me harder … don’t stop … don’t –“ Chris was shouting now.

    We both groaned aloud when our clits caught and rubbed against each other once we’d gotten to a certain angle. As if obeying an unspoken signal, we rubbed against each other as hard as we could with our last reserve of energy, grinding our clits together, knowing that we could explode together if we let it happen.

    Seconds later we felt it – rocking us like an earthquake. It arrived almost simultaneously – “aaaaaaaaahhhh!” I shouted as I squirted into her wet, messy channel. As I shuddered, Chris screamed, “I love you, Aerin!” and shot her sweet cum into me, digging her fingers deeply on my back.

    Our bodies were still shaking when I felt a sex coma set in. I held on to Chris and whispered “I love you,” as she wept, wetting both our faces with her tears. We fell dead asleep, locked in an embrace, spent.

    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

    Chris, 18 months later

    I’m trying to be patient, but my nurse doesn’t seem to get it.

    Aerin is going to be home soon, and this guy just doesn’t seem to be able to find that particular Hermes scarf that will go better with the dreadful hospital scrubs that I’ll have to wear once we get there. He’s been finding every other scarf except for that particular one with the right mix of dark and light blues. I thought the previous nurse had tucked it into the right drawer, next to the one that housed Aerin’s stash of thongs, but maybe I remembered wrongly?

    Serves me right, insisting on a male nurse. But I could tell Aerin wasn’t that thrilled about the succession of buxom nurses that happened to be assigned to me. So here I am, sending poor Joe back and forth into the walk-in closet, wandering around ladies’ things. Or maybe it’s in one of the pull-out drawers under the bed?

    I sighed, “Never mind, I’ve tortured the young man enough. I suppose I can live without that scarf.”

    New York’s magazines liked to publish annual lists of something or other, and soon I heard one of the top magazine’s “New-York’s-hottest-heiresses” burst through our doors.

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      • Here in spirit. But this is about a few special L words that play out in a couple’s life in another part of town. In the fringes of the world of the series I’ve been writing; but different. Hope you like it.

    3. Will try this again. Left a message about 4:00 this morning and something happened, it’s not posted. My message was to thank you for posting such a beautiful love story. And that I hope this story will be continued we would like to know what happens to Aerin in the future. Thanks for sharing.

    5. Dainty, Hellbent, and new friends: thanks for the comments. Honestly: was tough to pull this together, but it was worth it. Am v glad you liked it. Ok. I hear you. It may take a while for an update on her story, but it will be coming.

      • Well this was a pleasant surprise. I am always seeking an episode from your creativity. So much, I had to buy a smaller electronic device so that I might read your input on the go. Now, for me buying another electronic anything is saying a lot. I am one of the “dial phone” “get up and change the channel” “do not Text me and expect an answer” old school DIE HARD. But, your writing genius persuaded me to become a mobile reader at my neighborhood “coffee house.” Please continue to write

    6. Beautiful story. I could feel Aerin’s struggle. I would love to read about the 18 months in between their first time and Chris’ final moments. I sure it would be moving.

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